like the abyss

Chapter 11

When Lu Yuan woke up in the morning, Qin Suzheng was still awake.Lu Yuan got out of his arms, took a look at the mobile phone on the bedside table, was about to get up, but was dragged back by his arms.

Lu Yuan looked back and saw that his eyes hadn't opened yet, knowing that he was still awake, so he put his hand on his and asked him in a low voice, "What do you want for breakfast?"

Qin Suzheng didn't let go, buried his head in the back of his neck and rubbed it vigorously, as if coquettishly said, "... rest day, sleep a little longer."

Lu Yuan was tickled by his rubbing, and twisted to escape, but suddenly felt something hard and hot on his lower back, and his heart was not good.I did too much last night, and now my waist is still hurting, so I had to try my best to break his arms around his waist, "I'm hungry."

After such a toss, Qin Suzheng also woke up, let go of the hand around Lu Yuan's waist, slid to Lu Yuan's buttocks and rubbed it through the pajama pants, with an innocent expression, "I'm hungry too."

Lu Yuan's face was so hot that he could boil an egg, and when he let go, he got out of bed and looked away from him, "I'm going to buy breakfast."

Qin Suzheng didn't tease him anymore.Lu Yuan was very cooperative on the bed, he could do whatever he wanted, his eyes sparkled, and he could seduce as many people as he wanted; but when he got out of bed, he was not teasing at all, and occasionally he would get angry when he said too much.But don't lose your temper when you are angry, do what you should do, just respond to you a little slower than usual to let you know that he is not happy.

When Lu Yuan came back from buying breakfast, Qin Suzheng had already washed up and sat on the dining table, putting away the dishes and eagerly waiting for the meal to start.He didn't have to go to work on the rest day, so Qin Suzheng didn't take care of his hair, and just scratched it back casually.His hair is stiff, and there are two unruly strands on his forehead that fall to his eyebrows, which looks unruly and wild.Dazzled by the beauty, Lu Yuan reached out his hand to help him brush back the two locks of hair, but he grabbed his wrist and pulled it to his lips for a kiss.

Qin Suzheng's face was sharp and sharp, with high browbones, deep eye sockets, and dark pupils half covered by the shadow of browbones, which made him always look at people with an extremely oppressive sharpness.The lips are also thin, with straight lines, and when they are not smiling, they look cold and distant, hard to get close to; but they are soft and warm to the touch, and they are not tense when facing Lu Yuan. Look at him intently, with a gentle and affectionate look.

Lu Yuan didn't resist, but turned his wrist and touched his lips with his fingers.He just came back from the outside, his fingers were completely icy, and even burned a little from Qin Suzheng's kiss.Qin Suzheng twitched his fingertips, wrapped his hands around Lu Yuan's, and helped him cover the heat.

Lu Yuan asked him to hold it for a while, "I'm going out today."

Qin Suzheng let go of his hand when he heard this, and pushed the bowl in front of Lu Yuan, "I'll see you off."

Lu Yuan shook his head, "No, it's inconvenient to come back."

Qin Suzheng wanted to say something, but didn't say it, and Lu Yuan didn't care.The two ate breakfast quietly, and Lu Yuan changed his clothes and drove to the magazine office.

There was no one in the agency, so Lu Yuan first showed Shen Zening the manuscript.Shen Zening wrote more than 1 words in this article about the supervision of counterfeit drugs. At the end of the document, there is an emoticon package, [Now the pressure is here.JPG].Lu Yuan read it from the beginning to the end, and helped him delete exaggerated expressions such as "exposing the shady scene", added, subtracted, and changed it to about [-] words. Old Wen.

Old Wen came out from the inner room, took a glass of warm water for him, and handed him a manuscript.

Lu Yuan opened it, and it was Meng Feng's manuscript, about the demolition of Zhang Huai.Old Wen marked a paragraph with a highlighter, and Lu Yuan looked at it carefully. It was describing the fighting between the two sides during the violent demolition.

The manuscript quoted two quarrels, which were exactly the conversation he and Old Wen heard on the recording that night.

Old Wen asked Lu Yuan with a serious expression, "Where are the other manuscripts that I showed you before?"

Lu Yuan downloaded a document from the cloud, clicked on it, and it was the bugs in Meng Feng's manuscripts in the past two years that he had sorted out. There were not many, but there were still a lot of bugs when he searched carefully.

Old Wen read them one by one without saying a word.

Lu Yuan asked him: "Meng Feng is back?"

Old Wen closed his eyes, pinched the corners of his eyes with his thumb and index finger and rubbed, "Well, I'll inform him to come to the office...don't leave yet."

Lu Yuan put the manuscript in a file bag and returned it to Old Wen.

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Meng Feng came very quickly.Lu Yuan hadn't seen him for a while, compared to the last time we met, he looked much older, with deep nasolabial folds, wearing a padded jacket that looked old, with the collar of the shirt tucked into the sweater and Turning it out, the sweater cuffs were a little unthreaded, and his head and face were neatly tidied up. Lu Yuan was taller than him, and he could see the white hair that was hidden on the top of his hair.

Old Wen let him sit on the sofa and handed him the file bag.In the file bag, besides his manuscript, there is also a text version of the recording file.

Meng Feng took it out and looked at it.Lu Yuan stood by the window without making any movement.Old Wen sat at the other end of the sofa.

Unexpectedly, Meng Feng did not make up a set of arguments to deny it.He stuffed a few pieces of paper back, pulled the file bag and returned it to Old Wen.

Meng Feng smiled inexplicably, and the law lines on his face deepened, "I went out to drink some wine that night, and when I woke up and saw that the uploaded backup file was sent to you, I knew you would notice something." After finishing speaking Leaning back on the sofa, "I've been a reporter for almost 30 years, and I know what I'm writing about."

Old Wen threw the document on the sofa, straightened his body and said loudly: "Meng Feng! Do you really know what you are doing!"

Meng Feng didn't take it seriously, "Of course I know. I've followed the news for so many years, so of course I know how this matter will progress."

Old Wen threw his upper body into the sofa and covered his face with his hands.

Meng Feng continued: "I am right to write this. Violence and sex are always the top priority. If the demolition incident does not escalate to violence, then this incident is worthless. I did not fake the whole thing, I just exaggerated a small part of it to make the article more eye-catching."

He even approached Old Wen, "Don't you think my method is great? In this way, more people will pay attention to the demolition of Zhanghuai, and the government will take action soon to avoid the expansion of the impact."

Old Wen put down his hands and looked straight at him, "But those aren't true!"

Meng Feng looked at him with some contempt, "Old Wen, let me be honest, do you know why our magazine is run like this? Because you stand still! Go and see other colleagues, one by one, how exaggerated the title should be." What an exaggeration, are they all made up? No! It’s all true! It’s just some small processing! But which company has gotten into trouble because of these exaggerations? No! Because we are the group with a voice!”

Meng Feng stood up, picked up the document bag that fell on the sofa and put it on the desk, with his back to him, "Old Wen, nothing is real, only influence is real. If there is no influence, what do you want?" Nothing will change."

Old Wen was still sitting, and after a while, he said in a hoarse voice, "Meng Feng...you can go."

Meng Feng didn't look back, opened the inner door and left.

The room was silent for a while.

Old Wen's voice was still very astringent, "Did I do something wrong?"

Lu Yuan didn't know how to persuade him.It is true that the attention of serious news is low, but if this method is used to increase the attention, Lu Yuan only feels uncomfortable.It’s not that the peers did not do this. Selective reports, the so-called public knowledge and opinion leaders guide emotional public opinion, and their influence is unparalleled, but the result?

Lu Yuan sat down next to Lao Wen, and patted him on the back reassuringly, "You are right, Meng Feng is wrong."